Yes there is. I had one of those buf-puft asshole wannabes living above me when I was going to school. He had his schtick down pat, including his penchant for practicing "Stray Cat Strut" on his shiatty Gibson clone at 3:30 in the morning until the the day he was evicted. I honestly think that every person in the apartment building called the police on him at one time or another.

This is a culture I would gladly embrace fully. I love the esthetic, and miss the sturdiness of things of yore. I also enjoy campy, kitcshy fashion and furniture. Yardsales are a great source for finding such wondrous items :).

/i also like the music, but am also a metalhead, hope that wouldn't disqualify me.//don't want a caddy though, i'll take a classic T-bird thx.

If you want to see this in full force hit the San Berdoo Auto Swap. While I don't have it in me to invest the time or money into another uniform (I did enough of that being punk) I think it looks pretty slick.

airsupport:And none of the women shave or nor trim their copious furburgers, as was the style of the time.

I live in a house where I work six days a week and still have to cook, do the related shopping, do the laundry, manage homework/bathtime/bedtime, take care of the yard and vehicle maintenance... and I still have to listen to her biatch because the house is a wreck.

I'd take a 50's chick with a bush any day after dealing with the end result of women's lib for the past decade.

/it's not like she trims her bush either//sometimes I get lucky and she'll at least do her legs///sad face

Odd Bird:doublesecretprobation: Bob Falfa: Decade? The Stray Cat Strut was released in 1981.

i was referring to the modern revival.

Examples please

/not snark//old, out of touch and not trendy

George Bedard. Kingpins, Bonnevilles, or ad hoc groups. He's not solely rockabilly, and he isn't a 'revival' -- he's been doing it very well since roughly forever. Check out some Youtubes - he's always having fun, and so are his audiences.

I live in a house where I work six days a week and still have to cook, do the related shopping, do the laundry, manage homework/bathtime/bedtime, take care of the yard and vehicle maintenance... and I still have to listen to her biatch because the house is a wreck.

I'd take a 50's chick with a bush any day after dealing with the end result of women's lib for the past decade.

/it's not like she trims her bush either//sometimes I get lucky and she'll at least do her legs///sad face

Mr. Pokeylope:Lets talk frankly about internal cleanliness: airsupport: And none of the women shave or nor trim their copious furburgers, as was the style of the time.

I live in a house where I work six days a week and still have to cook, do the related shopping, do the laundry, manage homework/bathtime/bedtime, take care of the yard and vehicle maintenance... and I still have to listen to her biatch because the house is a wreck.

I'd take a 50's chick with a bush any day after dealing with the end result of women's lib for the past decade.

/it's not like she trims her bush either//sometimes I get lucky and she'll at least do her legs///sad face

It's called D-I-V-O-R-C-E. Or you're going to eventually have one of these.

Eh, the love is there, but I do have a list of "things that I'm not necessarily happy about, but ultimately aren't worth destroying my family over".

The older I get, the more value I find in things like whiskey and mistresses.

It was big in Santa Cruz for some time, but seems to have died out. I don't see nearly as many rat rods and cherry tattoos around town as I used to. They do seem to come out of the woodwork when Rev. Horton Heat plays the Catalyst or there is a derby bout in town.